March is here

Another first, Randy’s birthday was March 1 and I cried all day.  I knew it would be another bad day for me so I did all the things that would be hard in one day.  I cleaned out his dresser and closet, I brought the last of his medicines to the cancer center (I never wanted to see that place again!), I went to the cemetery and then I stopped by his brothers house (he’s having a really hard time missing his brother).  Then my kids, grandson and I went out to eat and toasted Randy.  We all miss him so much.  He was such a great guy and a wonderful father.  I couldn’t have asked for a better Dad to my kids.  My grandson was the light in my hubby’s eyes.  Randy got such a kick out of him.  My grandson says he misses his Pop because he used to play with him all the time (his other grandfather doesn’t really “play”).  Such a hole in everyone’s heart. 
I used to tease Randy because he was 2 years older than me, now I realize he’ll always be 53 for me and I’m gonna get older than him.  That really sucks!  I miss you, my honey, and I’ll love you always!